mylittlejamjar | [Visual] Getting Back to Business

[The scrolls opens on what appears to be Viceroy's room at the commune- though it's significantly creepier than one would expect. The windows are all blocked up, so most of the light comes from half-melted candles and glowing green vials and beakers. The floor is packed with stacks of books and loose papers, and the walls are covered in hanging blueprints and sketches. He's turned the room into a study!]

[He waves a hoof.]

Afternoon, everypony. Some of you have had the pleasure of meeting me already, but for those who haven't: The name's Viceroy. I just got here a few weeks ago, and I gotta say, this town's a lot more action-packed than I woulda thought! I can't help but notice we're all lacking some in terms of defense and technology.

Lucky for you, I can fix that.

[A small skull-faced device hovers behind him and casts a bright green flash of light. It projects the holographic images of a multitude of Viceroy's creations.]

[It switches images periodically, occasionally showing a few gadgets and consumer goods. But for the most part, wow. That is a lot of robots.]

So I've got a proposition: If you can get me some supplies, I'll make you something in exchange. Anything. Granted, I'm still in the experimental stages right now.. I don't have the resources I had back home, but it looks like I've got a plethora of magic to make up for it! This offer I'm making isn't gonna last forever. I'll just need some backers to get me on my feet. Hooves.

Here's what I need the most: Some conductive metal, like copper. Though really, any kind of metal would be useful, even scrap. Armor would be best. And I'm gonna need a few monsters and animals.

[He pauses.]

Preferably freshly-dead or alive.. but there's no need to go outta your way. It doesn't really make a difference to me.

Thanks in advance.

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That may prove be more difficult than it sounds. Many have said those same words, yet triggered one anyway.

Oh, I know. It's happened with my bots before! Not my fault, of course.

You've just gotta treat 'em with respect, and they won't have reason to destroy you. It's as simple as that.

And what happens when they simply decide to take over on their own?

[At this point she's just messing with him.]

Guess that makes me a bad parent. I'd 've taught them better than that!

[He knows, and he's playing along too. Well. Kinda. Some of them are his kids.]

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